A review by lifeinpoetry
Water I Won't Touch by Kayleb Rae Candrilli
5.0
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I feel surprised
by this new smallness—this body postanesthesia, post disposing all
the flesh I just didn’t want anymore. The world is growing
warmer. And it is true; I am smaller now, with a heart
that much closer to the sun.
— “On having forgotten to recycle”
Now, under all this
almost-newness,
I watch my own heart as it beats.
I look at my life more
closely than ever, and how beautiful
it is, just under the skin,
alive & alive & alive—
like a warm moon.
— from “On crescents & waning”
I do not regret my body / but I regret the hands of most / who have touched it.
— from “Transgender heroic: all this ridiculous flesh,”
I feel surprised
by this new smallness—this body postanesthesia, post disposing all
the flesh I just didn’t want anymore. The world is growing
warmer. And it is true; I am smaller now, with a heart
that much closer to the sun.
— “On having forgotten to recycle”
Now, under all this
almost-newness,
I watch my own heart as it beats.
I look at my life more
closely than ever, and how beautiful
it is, just under the skin,
alive & alive & alive—
like a warm moon.
— from “On crescents & waning”
I do not regret my body / but I regret the hands of most / who have touched it.
— from “Transgender heroic: all this ridiculous flesh,”